Dashed dreams of applejack

For a while now, we’ve been planning on scrapping the advice I give in my “Applejack: America’s forgotten liquor” article and seeing if we can freeze distillate our very own batch of tasty applejack. We talked on end about it last winter and did nothing, and now that we’ve got a batch of hard cider yeasting away in our dining room, the cold temps of winters past seem to have forgotten us, leaving no hope for any naughty illegal spirits brewing on the back deck.

There’s always next year, I suppose. Or maybe February…